A little over two hundred days after we tearfully said good-bye much sooner than we wanted to, I showed up at a field on post in the middle of the night, and sat on some bleachers waiting for hubby and the others to arrive in their buses from the airfield. The blaring loud cheery music helped me stay awake. :-)
At a certain point I realized I was sort of shaky and starting to tear. I felt silly a little bit, but then again, I had such a huge feeling of relief that the waiting was finally almost over. I felt even more emotional and excited as the buses pulled up! It was definitely a rush. Before I knew it, they announced we could go find our loved ones, and after just a little bit of searching, I saw him, called his name, and got that long awaited hug. After a quick exchange of photos with a friend, we headed off the field, got his bag, and headed home. It worked out well that he came back at the beginning of a weekend, because we got to spend some wonderful time together before I had to go back to work (internship) on Monday. Since he got back we've bought a new car, celebrated the 4th of July, and both gone back to work. We'll get to go on vacation for a week in August, but in the meantime, I am just enjoying every moment with him. It feels surreal that, as it stands now, it will be this way for a while - at least in military terms. That's a quick synopsis of how it all went down and how I've felt since. But because a picture is worth a thousand words, here is the picture:
Words can't fully express how happy I was and am! Welcome home to my wonderful husband!
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